What You Created

Let your fingers trail
over my body,
like a hungry explorer
looking for food and comfort.

Let your hands
trail my body,
learning the terrain
of the land you have claimed.

Plant your knees between mine,
press your chest to mine,
concentrate on the feeling
of bodies in harmony,
of hard lines,
of soft curves.

Turn me over,
slide your hands down my back;
move down my body;
let them make a fearless trek
to explore the smoothness,
the feverish flesh
that you have created.